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Oct 2013
Sunrise
Blue sky
People walk
Crowded
Traffic Jam
Everything just happen at 7:00 a.m
I don't going anywhere
I stay sleep all day
I don't wake up
I lay
7:00 a.m means nothing to me
I don't go to school
I don't go to work
I don't go anywhere
Thats it how 7:00 a.m to me.

(m.i)
Helplessly
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Helplessly
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   Emily and echo
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